Mystery
— Lavender was at a festival, eating her caramel apple. She had gotten her face painted, and was hanging out with her friends. It was a wonderful sunny day, and Lavender...
— Midnightcreptacrossthebrickwall.Watching.Waiting.Notknowingwhatwas comingherway.Shekeptherearsperked,hereyespeeled,herfootstepsassilentasa whisper.Why,shedidn’tknow.Allsheknewwasthatshefeltthatsomethingwasn’t right.Wonderingifshehadbeenmistaken,sheturnedbacktothesafetyofherloving houseandleapeddown,startingthejourneythroughthetallgrasstotheoldVictorian that served as her home. BeforeMidnighthadgottenfarhowever,sheturnedback.Shewasneverwrong aboutthesesortsofthings.Maybewhoeverwascomingwasjusttryingtothrowher off-guard.Well,itwouldn’twork.TherewasnowaythatMidnightwouldletsomeone outsmart her. Narrowinghereyesasshegotherselfallthewaybackupontothewornbricks, shesurveyedthesceneinfrontofherforanyonewhomightbetheintruder.Inthe mostlyemptyfield,thelong,wheat-coloredgrasswavingwiththefaintestbreezeinthe stillnighttimeair,nothingseemedoutofplaceorotherwiseamiss.ButMidnightknew thatsomethingwasgoingtohappen,shejustknewit.Shehadn’teverbeenwrong before, and she certainly wasn’t going to start now. MinutesturnedintohoursasMidnightsatonthewall,whiskerstwitching,eyes...
— He runs with his sneakers kicking up gravel, his knees pumping, his hips and chest drawn out with sharp intakes of breath. He is a free man, he is a...
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— We ran through the dark alley with the burglars at our tail. I was panting and Debbie, my little sister, was running as fast as she could. She was holding...
— I looked down at the golden platter on the table. The tasteful aroma diffused throughout the air, making for a luxurious vibe. The meal had been set, prepared by dozens...
— It was a crisp, fall night. The candy hunt was on, and me and my friends were ready to begin knocking on door after door to see who could collect...
— The giant man A giant of a man stood in the doorway. His face was almost completely hidden by a long shaggy mane of hair and a wild, tangled beard,...
— A Man of Darkness By Peri Gordon, 10 His hair was darker than dark, his lips always sneering, his nose half as wide as yours or mine. He had a...
— Something Smells Fishy Daniella Horna-Baxter, 13 I was tired of being stuck inside with only my parents. I was itching for sunlight, and barely any clouds littered the sky. So,...